the wind carries snow like a mother
she lays it down to sleep softly in streets
its innocence slumbering over cities
covering tracks, trash, filth, histories: like love
it melts, it soils, she covers it again.
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- Beowulf
- Brothers Karamazov, The
- Brothers of Gwynedd Quartet, The
- Canterbury Tales, The
- Chance to Die, A
- Chronicles of Narnia, The
- Closing of the American Mind
- Cocktail Party, The
- Crime and Punishment
- Cry, The Beloved Country
- Cyrano de Bergerac
- Darwin On Trial
- Day Boy and the Night Girl, The
- Death in the City
- Don't Waste Your Life
- Gift of Music, The
- Grief Observed, A
- Gulag Archipelago
- Hiding Place, The
- Hobbit, The
- How Should We Then Live?
- Idiot, The
- If
- Jesus Freaks: Martyrs
- Jesus Freaks: Revolutionaries
- Let Me Be A Woman
- Lord of the Rings, The
- Mere Christianity
- Murder in the Cathedral
- My Utmost For His Highest
- Of Human Bondage
- Old Man and the Sea, The
- Out Of The Silent Planet
- Perelandra
- Prolife Answers
- Save Me From Myself
- That Hideous Strength
- Through Gates of Splendor
- To Kill A Mockingbird
- Tolkien Miscellany, A
- Tortured For Christ
- When Helping Hurts
- Why We Love The Church
- Winnie-the-Pooh
- World Is Flat, The
- Yearling, The
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